Oh. Hmm... [Papyrus eyes the nearby fence, then scans around the adjacent houses, with the windows on second floors facing this way.] I guess that'd be pretty surprising... Maybe somewhere else.
[But before he does the safe, careful, and responsible thing of dismissing the bones or putting them out of sight, he tries again to summon more. With talking to Sans, the pattern of white and blue alternating is foremost in his mind: and it works, to a point. White, blue, white, blue, whit... Another five bones pop into existence one at a time, but then nothing more. He frowns intensely, a little sweat accumulating as he strains to will more into existence, but it doesn't work. The others continue revolving around the brothers in a wide arc without blinking out, at least.]
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[But before he does the safe, careful, and responsible thing of dismissing the bones or putting them out of sight, he tries again to summon more. With talking to Sans, the pattern of white and blue alternating is foremost in his mind: and it works, to a point. White, blue, white, blue, whit... Another five bones pop into existence one at a time, but then nothing more. He frowns intensely, a little sweat accumulating as he strains to will more into existence, but it doesn't work. The others continue revolving around the brothers in a wide arc without blinking out, at least.]